Jest you, jest me Jest you, jest me

Friday night’s Rigoletto at the Metropolitan Opera revealed once again a predictable dissonance between the performances on stage and Michael Mayer’s production.

Dressed to kill Dressed to kill

Oh, that slippery Don Giovanni—so elusive, so chaotic, so open to no end of interpretation! 

Demented Demented

Claus Guth, in a staging of Handel’s Orlando for Theater an der Wien, decided to revisit a PTSD theme.

Pearl of wisdom Pearl of wisdom

Odyssey Opera’s Ägyptische Helena was a beautifully executed production of a flawed opera.

Sophisticated Hades Sophisticated Hades

The sexiest moment on Broadway this season features a 73-year-old man and a single button.

Gods and monsters Gods and monsters

Legrenzi married the quirky libretto to a score of transcendental beauty.

Teenager in love Teenager in love

Stefan Vinke’s Siegfried was not so much brawny and terrestrial, but heady and mercurial

Ryan’s hope Ryan’s hope

Sunday’s “Rising Stars in Concert”, featuring the Ryan Opera Center ensemble and members of the Lyric Opera Orchestra, was a stirring and entertainingly musical afternoon.

A Lesbian in distress A Lesbian in distress

Zelmira, a work of 1822, was the last of the eight operas Rossini composed for the Teatro San Carlo in Naples, then the largest opera house in Italy—perhaps in Europe.

The harsh untruth of the camera eye The harsh untruth of the camera eye

Ivo van Hove really seems to be everywhere lately.

The damned don’t cry The damned don’t cry

Michael Mayer‘s production of La traviata at the Met is so timid, so devoid of insight, so cynically pandering and gaudy that I hardly feel like it even matters what I think of the performances of the current cast.

Strangers in the night Strangers in the night

One needs liberty in order to be a libertine.

Briefs encounter Briefs encounter

Trial by Jury was the operetta chosen by Lamplighters Music Theatre, the San Francisco-based Gilbert & Sullivan company, to close their 66th season.

Everybody loves to break a bough Everybody loves to break a bough

We owe director John Doyle and Classic Stage Company a debt of gratitude for bringing Blitzstein’s The Cradle Will Rock—warts and all—to the stage.

Gladiator tidings Gladiator tidings

The finals on Sunday seemed a bit like the modern-day operatic equivalent of the Roman colosseum.

Why so seria? Why so seria?

At the Metropolitan Opera on Saturday night, Mozart’s opera never sounded fresher, a superstar cast shining new light on one of the composer’s all-too-seldom-performed scores.

Winged defeat Winged defeat

Frankly, I can’t imagine there’s a future for I Married an Angel.

Oh my goddess! Oh my goddess!

Die Walküre crystallizes the cycle’s questions, ideas, and stakes.

Silver lining Silver lining

Saturday night, Lyric Opera of Chicago gave us a wonderful evening of vocalism in honoring Renée Fleming’s 25th anniversary at Lyric. 

One more ‘Kiss’ One more ‘Kiss’

Kiss Me Kate is a sophisticated soufflé of a show: a comedy of manners, requiring effortless verve and elegance in the playing.

Lite Meyerbeer Lite Meyerbeer

Amore Opera, one of New York’s smaller opera companies, is presenting the first local run of Dinorah, ou le Pardon de Ploërmel since before the war.

Good news bear Good news bear

Teatro Real continued their 200 years’ celebration by premiering a piece that they have never done before, Francesco Cavalli’s opera La Calisto.

Easily assimilated Easily assimilated

I’ve never liked the term “crossover.”

Jump for my love Jump for my love

Soprano Iulia Isaev proved to be in just about every way a lovely Tosca.